It's Munchkin Healer

Cow! Cow!

The hammer returns to the calm lake.

Sid hasn't left the lake for a while.

I wanted to communicate, but I couldn't plant the dragon that left me.

Too bad. I thought I'd get something. Never mind. Dragons are usually that kind of species. He has a great personality and a great personality in eternity. Rather, that's mild.

The thief who was watching asked me to take care of him.

Sid snorts and feels the heat rising around him.

“I should have said something half-hearted. ”

I'm sorry?

“You lost your nerve asking me if I was coming. ”

Hehe. Are you going to fight the dragon?

“Let's wait and see. Surrendering the ship means you can stay until you get it. Let's just go around here for a second. Information. You can find it yourself. ”

That's not a bad idea.

“For now……. ”

Sid relaxes and turns his head.

Although I didn't get any information about Zefetto and the earthling, there was something I saw on my way here.

“Bandit, do you know anything about Cyclops? ”

It's simple information. You're a descendant of the Mother Earth, a gifted and gentle relative? Of course, unlike the first Cyclops, we know that there is no divinity. All that's left for them is their dexterity and ability.

“Sounds like something I know. Okay.”

Sid nods and moves his feet.

You are surrounded by craftsmen crafting equipment.

In the dragon's words, they all seemed to be 'hobbies', which were the next of Sid's goals.

What are you gonna do?

“I want to ask you to fix this. ”

Oh, my.

The thief is embarrassed by Sid's spear.

It was Sid's trademark red spear, which she had never seen before when the sacred window was broken.

What is it? What will break the sacred object?

“It broke at the Strength SS-rank. In this world, rank B was the limit. ”

Strength SS-rank? That's the Devil's stat?

“No. The descendants of those beam-shooters from the eyes you mentioned. They were all monsters. ”

Ugh... Now I know more about trying than I do. Now I have to ask.

“Foot. Ask all you want. I'll answer as many questions as you give me. ”

Sid grins and approaches the Cyclops.

In the meantime, Sid was the one asking the questions, and Sid was the one answering the questions, but now he's the one asking the questions.

Thump! Thump!

The hammer rings in a hot space.

Sid approaches the giant hammers at four meters.

In Sid's appearance, even the Cyclops gathered their eyes.

Are you asking me to fix that?

“You don't have any points anymore. We have time to figure out a way. Hello, Quiclopes! Excuse me! I just came to apologize for my insulting words! ”

Sid greets you softly.

There are dozens of Cyclops in the workshop, and they approach Sid with one or two hammers.

“Are you Guyan? We don't know. I understand that. ”

“I'm glad I came to apologize. I understand your mistake. ”

“Long live the humans. We understand.”

“I understand.”

The Cyclops gladly accepted the apology.

After a few hundred years, everyone looked at the dog in a strange way.

“Thank you, but I have a favor to ask. I'm sorry to say this in the first place.... Would you like some time? ”

“Of course. We have plenty of time. Little Friend, do me a favor. ”

“The spear. Amazing.Are you asking for repairs? ”

“I miss you. ”

“I miss you, too. ”

The Cyclops react to Sid's words.

They understood Sid's intentions at once.

The vocabulary and words used were awkward, but brighter and cheerful compared to the defeatist dragon.

Seed was excited by this.

Who are these Cyclops?

It was they who made the lightning bolts, tridents, and helmets of Greek myth.

The hearts of such artisans were thumping.

“Well, can we fix it? It's said to be sacred, but it's hard for ordinary blacksmiths. ”

Sid carefully hands over the broken-down spear.

The first of the Cyclops received a spear, and a large crowd gathered to take a look at Sid's spear.

“This is sacred. Equipment with exceptional power. ”

“Your ring is sacred? Two sacraments. Amazing.”

“But unpleasant. This is a factory work.It's not an equipment with care. ”

“There is the care of those who use it. That part is the height rating. ”

The Cyclops who were looking at the toothpick spear said.

It was an accurate assessment of who the craftsmen were.

“But little fella. We can't touch it. ”

“Yes?”

But Cyclops, who was looking through the spear, returned the Reds.

Cyclops straighten their sinister waist and whisper to each other.

“The constraints of this world. It's not just about the memory. We also limit our power. ”

“I can't do what I used to do. ”

“It's unfair. We cannot show our power. ”

“If it had been a thousand years ago, you would have done well. ”

“I admit it."

“I agree. ”

Aha. I see.

The thief I was listening to was interrupted.

She interprets the words of the Cyclops in a gentle voice.

Just as the limits of the game are interfering with cognitive abilities, so are the capabilities of the Quiclopes. To never transcend the myths of the past. This is something that's restricted to players.

“Aha.”

Sid felt a small regret.

I thought that the craftsmen of legend could fix the spear, but as the probability of the world is less than ‘100,' I could not cause more mythology.

“What are you talking about? Get out of the way, you idiots. Let me see.”

At that time, a loud voice rang out among the big Cyclops.

The owner of the voice is a dwarf with a shimmering right arm.

It was a nasty impression with a big nose on a grey beard.

“You have a dirty mouth. ”

“Disgusting. ”

“Your face is dirty. ”

“Filthy.”

“Shut up!!! ”

The dwarf shouted at the mockery of the Cyclops.

But I wasn't getting sidetracked.

They were teasing each other like close friends.

“I'm interested to hear it. It's been a long time since I've seen a sacred object. Can you show me?”

“Yes. Here. ”

“Huh. You broke this precious thing. Is that who you are? Guy who broke through the gate? ”

“It's not Gaian. He's a warrior. Long story. ”

“Guyani's a warrior, just like a bender. ”

The dwarf bitterly stumbles over and hands over the spear.

All of this excites Sid.

Isn't that just the scene?

The Hidden Master appeared ‘I can do it. I'm a Dwarf.’

Of course, I would bother Sid with a few suggestions, but the novel I saw on Earth suggested that the next scene would fix this window and then the development was clear.

“Hmph. You're good at fake themes. Goddamn upper world. ”

“Fake?”

That's not wrong. because they extracted the points and cloned the real thing. I'd say it's a fake for Dwarves.

The thief answered Sid's question.

The big Cyclops lean around and watch this.

“It's fake, but it counts. It's as strong as it really is.”

“I was robbed by a fake dwarf. Many Dwarves' weapons were destroyed even when they weren't limited. ”

“I feel frustrated when I say that. I don't talk for a month. ”

“Shut up!!! ”

The Cyclops shout.

He grabs the broken-down spear and looks around.

I sniffed, sticking out my tongue to check the flavor, checking everywhere, and sputtering the hum, hum, and nostrils.

Seed's eyes met mine.

“Come on, man. ”

“No, I'm just curious. ”

Sid laughs and watches.

Just as he knew the Dwarf craftsman.

“Hey... let me hear your name. What do you want to say? Talk to this guy, sweetie. ”

The dwarf, looking at the spear, mutters.

The touch of the spear was soft like a child.

“Crazy dwarf nonsense. ”

“This is all an act. Don't let your little friend fool you. ”

“Delusional illness. Pretending to exist. ”

“Shut up!!! ”

In the meantime, the encounter between Cyclops and the Blue Armed Dwarves has not ceased.

Hmm. Honestly, I don't know if it's real or not.

“Let's wait and see. Well, it's a long shot. ”

Sid confronts the rebels and watches over the dwarves.

Honestly, fixing the spear didn't mean much.

It didn't seem to play a big role in returning the sacred things, and I didn't know how great things would come out in the world that were limited by probability 100.

“ ……. ”

But there was something in my head that Satan had said.

This spear was with itself, "The Myth of Sidman."

If we could unlock the myth, it would be a new weapon that had never existed before.

“Oh, yeah? We bumped into each other, and that coincidence is fate? Yeah, you're right. It's not very unlikely. ”

The dwarf rubs his cheek against the red spear.

Sid frowns.

“What are you talking about? Is that your father-in-law? ”

“Hmph! This little cutie is talking. There is a close relationship between you and the man who owns you. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

“Here... tell me more, child. Right, lover? Are they lovers? So you were happy when you met this guy? Haha! Interesting. There's nothing to be ashamed of. I'm the only one who can hear your story. ”

Well, that's definitely crazy.

“Hmm……. ”

Sid looks at the dwarf with a dark face.

I was also storytelling because I was destined to be a lover now.

“You. Your master was a woman. Am I right? ”

Then the dwarf, looking at the spear, asks.

Sid couldn't understand this.

“I'm not a slave. ”

“The person you were in a relationship with. I'm talking about a woman who owns you and is very connected to you. ”

Is he talking about me?

The thief replies to the dwarf's words.

But the dwarf's story is not over.

“You don't understand. The man who lowered this spear was the spearhead man, and the woman who used to be your owner was the lover of the spearhead. I crossed one bridge, but there's a connection. That fate led you to this spear, and it stayed with you after it was broken, and waited for fate. They're just waiting for their own myths to bloom! ”

Oh, I see.

The thief's voice responded to this answer.

Sid flinches his shoulders and bites quietly.

“What do you know? What's that supposed to mean? ”

Trying. This is my personal idea...... You know we can't tell the truth, right?

“What are you saying all of a sudden? ”

who was the original player of the trial. I can't reveal his true name, but it's clear that the Dwarf's lover speaks of him and his lover.

“What?"

Sid realized something.

A red spear obtained from a Corrupt Warrior.

By the looks of it, this spear resembles the "gay ball" of Celtic mythology.

The owner of the gayball was a famous' coulin ’in mythology, and he had a lover.

Isn't there a woman who has ruined his entire destiny?

“What are you talking about? My goddess was Kuhoorin's lover? ”

You know I can't answer that if I tell you the truth, right?

“Yes. Jing 'er's boyfriend was the owner of this spear? ”

Yes. Now I understand what this Dwarf is saying. I know because I met him in person. He was the player in the attempt. It's kind of creepy to call it coincidence.

The thief replies to Sid.

Sid felt a slight tingling sensation.

He had never given meaning to his goddess.

It's just a whim.

I thought it was stupid and I didn't want to see it, but I never thought it was anyone from any myth.

But then I remembered the second goddess warrior, 'Chris,' and she said, ’The Dual Swordsman should resemble him,’ raising Chris.

Granner.

Her identity was the ‘Granger’ of Celtic mythology.

Though he was not a great man, this spear had nothing to do with Sid being Granger's warrior.

“So what? What difference does it make if the owner of this spear is the lover of my scalp? ”

Sid was thinking about it for a long time.

“There is a connection between the sacred things and you. ”

The dwarf replies, glowing brown eyes.

“Fate?”

“The sacred thing. You can't use it unless you own it. Because I was with his myth, the sacred object has its value, and it boasts its value and takes the throne of its master. But you have a connection to this window. It's a pity this window came through you. It's also a pity that you have an indirect relationship with the owner of this window. That repeated relationship is usually destiny. Ah, this cutie is talking. I remember the first time I met you. You say you almost lost your mind at the smell of your touch with the owner. And now he's saying he wants to be all yours. Trying to turn a small, connected destiny into a myth of its own. ”

The dwarf smiles, touching his spear.

Sid felt a trembling sensation that he did not expect much.

So this redhead is a true copy of the gay ball, and he's in league with Granny Kuhoolin, the warrior?

Sid opens his mouth quietly, with all his stories perfectly matched.

“Well, can you fix it? Can I be the sole owner of this spear? ”

Sid felt a beating heart.

I didn't expect much, but the dwarf was a dwarf.

Who knew I could read the memories of sacraments I didn't expect?

“Yes. No. ”

“Huh?"

Oh, my God.

But the Dwarf's answer was surprising.

Holding on to the weight, his answer was empty.

“I can't fix it. How do I fix this? I've gone above and beyond my reach. ”

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